A Li said "Oh", called Sheng Ling sister, handed the letter, pen and ink to the two of them, and then continued to pick up the little clay figurine that he had not yet kneaded, and continued to knead it.
Sheng Ling suddenly felt that this little girl was so cool, but she was unexpectedly cute.
Wen Momo took out two small wooden stools from behind A-Li, gave one to Sheng Ling, and sat down in a row together, "A-Ling, you write your wish first, and after you finish writing it, we will fold it into a paper crane together."
Sheng Ling picked up the pen, a little dull again, and whispered: "I don't know what to write."
"Let me give you a reference. I plan to write - I hope brother Jingling can marry me next year!"
Sheng Ling looked up at her and lowered his voice, "Isn't this obvious?"
Wen Momo felt a little guilty, "Then I'm afraid my brother won't want to get married by then."
"Then it's a shame for him. You're so good and you don't want to marry him. He's not as stupid as you."
Wen Momo frowned a little weirdly when she heard Sheng Ling's words. She always felt that Sheng Ling's words were strange, as if she was praising her but not as if he was praising her.
She thought for a long time and couldn't help but said: "A-Ling, you learned bad things from childhood!"
"Then you definitely don't know. If I were here now, I would definitely say that you have a bad mind to come up with such a useless wish."
Wen Momo hummed, "Then what wish do you want to make?"
Sheng Ling thought for a moment, lowered her eyelashes slightly, and did not say anything, but wrote on the letter -
He Ruojin, I wish you happiness for the rest of your life.
Wen Momo came over to take a look, couldn't help but snort, and teased her, "You, you, you still said that your wish for me is not the same as mine."
Sheng Ling lowered his head and said, "It's different."
But Wen Momo said unconvinced: "What's different? I've heard that General He has been secretly in love with you for two years, and now he finally has a beautiful woman in his arms. He will be happy for the rest of his life."
Sheng Ling originally thought she could control herself from having random thoughts, but when she heard Wen Momo say that He Ruoxin had been secretly in love with her for two years, all kinds of tastes seemed to surge in her heart, and her nose felt sour. Yes, my fingers were holding the pen, but they were trembling slightly.
She didn't even know what kind of reasons she had to find to convince herself.
When Sheng Ling was folding the paper crane, she was very careful, for fear of not folding the crane well. While folding the crane, she thought about He Ruochen who had folded the crane for her before, and her eyes couldn't help but get a little red.
Fortunately, the wind was quite strong in the plum garden, so she could find an excuse to tell Wen Momo that her eyes were red only because of the strong wind.
After folding the paper crane, Sheng Ling and Wen Momo tied the hanging plum blossom branches with red silk ribbons. Sheng Ling carefully tied a bow on the red silk ribbon. When the snowflakes fell, they reflected the red ribbon. Red, blowing slowly in the wind, it is really beautiful.
Sheng Ling raised his head slightly and looked at it for a long time, but his eyes still felt astringent.
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The next day, because the Heng Mansion sent someone to have breakfast together very early, Sheng Ling and Wen Momo's family went there early.
Sheng Ling was different from Wen Momo. As soon as Wen Momo passed by, she was obsessed with all kinds of delicious and sweet snacks, while Sheng Ling couldn't help but hug the Qingzhi family's baby.
The baby can't speak yet, but she looks very lively and loves to see her smile.
After breakfast, the girls stayed in the courtyard to bask in the sun, while Wen Momo was still eating pastries.
(End of chapter)